I am from the smell of cigarette smoke my grandparents porch in the winter
And The XXL heavy coat my grandpa would give me so I could sit with him
I am from a family of opinions and also of laughter
I am from nights of long talks with my big sister when I was too young to understand what she was talking about.
I am from the sounds of my brother playing video games in the room right next to mine.
All things I imagined would never be gone are now missed.
Rue
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